The party’s Over…

 

Back to “real” life, or what passes for such in mine.

Retirement is supposed to be laid-back days, time for all those you love or befriended along the way, sitting around chatting, drinking coffee, watching TV (rarely, but news for 30 minutes per day is o.k.).

 

Somehow mine doesn’t seem to be going that way: the upside? I am NEVER bored. O.K I managed to have one whole day so far this year where I had no engagements, didn’t even take the car out of the garage for almost 36 hours. It is however, not my “normal” life.

 

Mind you this isn’t a complaint – I love my life and hope it continues, with just occasionally a down day to recuperate.

My current spate of activity had my sister and brother-in-law arrive late one Friday. I picked them up at the airport and without passing go – nor home – headed for cow country and our hotel room for the night. Next morning was dedicated to watching the cows come down from the alps – in the pouring rain.

Then we managed to do a whole lot in spite of the weather until I delivered them back to the airport early that following Thursday.

One day to clean house, change sheets and it was off to meet my cousin in Zurich. We traveled by train for 4 days, taking in things that she hadn’t seen (after several trips she has done the highlights, but there’s still plenty of things to discover and to do). We got lucky with the weather and were able to go up a mountain with a view two days in a row as well as come back via one of my favorites, the MOB which runs from Zweisimmen, Switzerland to Montreux, Switzerland.

 

Days trips thereafter, even had the grandkids over one weekend day and in general kept going at a good pace. Somewhat hindered by the horrible cold I picked up, but not enough to have not sampled fondue, raclette, rösti (hash brown potatoes, but oh so much better) as well as innumerable platters of local cold cuts and cheeses.

 

I too her to the train station early this morning and now it’s back to a list longer than I wish to put into words.

Guess I’d better get on with it – the Party’s Over.